Heather Brown - Juicy piece

"Christ, you're killing me," Shark acknowledged at last. "I can't stop coming."

But all I paid attention to was "Christ". "Christ… Christ…" This shout echoed through the innermost cells of my body, its intensity charged by the twin, dynamo between my thighs, my asshole and cunt collaborating into a powerhouse.

The rainy, bleak air was nevertheless full of grace. A sweet, clean grace, not washed clean by anything so ordinary as rain, but clean as the underside on the inner petals of the rosebud of a fresh, sweetly open cunt.

Delight was also in the air. The winds from the thunder storm may have been howling, but mine was a gentle wind, and the nerves of my entire body joined those in my cock-jammed ass and convulsing cunt, rippling under it like small blue flowers in a pasture.

I was conscious of two rhythms that were slowly becoming one, the beating of my heart and the throbbing spurting of the ever-surging cock up my ass. When they became one, by identification with God was complete. I was totally bound over to him, sanctified by the trial on the ledge. It was His heart beating within me, and His cock filling my asshole with cum.

God said, "Will you accept my will?"

And I replied, "I accept, I accept."

I immediately began to plan a new life and my future conduct as Madame Fellatio. I submitted drafts of my column to God, and God approved tern. God approved every thought.

God had sent me to this ledge so I could perform a miracle and be certain of my conversion. Only by saving Shark could I have saved myself. Only by risking my life to save the worst could I enter the Kingdom of Heaven. In ecstasy I celebrated my escape from mortality by knotting every fiber in my being in a noose around Shark's cock, squeezing the last torrent of sperm out of it to complete my baptism.

Shark started to scream as I extracted the last drop of cum from his prick and our naked bodies began to shake and tremble in a fit of frenzy even beyond mutual orgasm. The coming that had turned my cunt and ass into flaring embers, had changed into a divine force that dominated my entire body, causing me to wriggle in the flames that consumed me. Shark's jizz was like lava within me, sizzling as it coated my bowels with its searing gruel. My pussy juice bubbled and boiled, hotly swamping the well of my thighs with its steam outpouring. I lost all awareness of anything but shaking the last of my sinfulness from me, coming my way into spiritual purity.

As our shaking accelerated long past the limit of safety, Shark started to scream, his hard veneer totally disintegrated by now. He shouted some kind of warning, but I continued my furious coming. I did not understand his shout and heard it as a cry for help: all those P.P.s from Delaware, T.P.s from California, S.P.s from New Mexico, and little R.Q. from the carnival rolled into one big struggling wretched mass of humanity, struggling to be liberated from their innate sinfulness. I looked in the kaleidoscope of my mind for their searching, pleading faces, but all I saw were their cocks and their cunts-twitching rods of flesh and hairily flexing gashes, straining toward heaven. My mind filled with their coupling, long, stiff, disembodied dicks thrusting inside the slick lips of hairy cunts, the pussies framed by juicy labes and curly pussy hair.

The universe became filled with images of fucking, constellations of juicily locked pricks and pussies replacing the stars and the planets. Space became filled with the musky smell and slurping sound of fucking, the heavens transformed into a galactic cunt being fucked by a cosmic prick. When the cock suddenly pulled out of the cunt and reared forward in retching release, the dark void of space abruptly was changed into a limitless milky way, cascades of sperm sliding through the infinite sky as though the universe was sealed in plastic and the cum was sliding gloppily down the side of it.

Shark turned to escape, trying to pull his cock out of me. But he was too slow and I caught him, releasing my grip from the flagpole and embracing him. The fact that our fuck-entangled bodies instantly left the ledge and sailed through thin air only made me happier. How could I fall? I was sure I was going straight up.

I bucked my hips with abandon, believing that the harder I fucked the faster I was propelling myself to Heaven. I could feel Shark's struggling body writhing in the well of my locked thighs and held on tighter, determined to take him with me, determined to save his poor wretched soul for the Lord. With nothing to restrain our movements, we somersaulted in mid-air, tumbling into one impossible position after another without the restraint of the material world as he fucked me as nobody's ever been fucked before.

When I saw the circle growing, I was sure it was the eye of God, looking out for me, guiding me to my destination like an electronic beam. The eye got closer and closer until it was more than just inches in diameter, but feet, and then yards. It got closer and closer as I searched in vain for its owner, gyrating my hips to seal the now trembling cock within me, straining and fucking toward the Kingdom of God.

It wasn't until we were right above them that I realized the circle wasn't God's eye at all, but actually made up of people, a crowd of people watching us fall. We were falling instead of rising… falling… fucking… falling Shark's cock slurping up my ass… falling… falling.

But joy still rang in my heart. Just before we hit, I suddenly knew that God's plan for me was to remain on earth to save more sinners, and that my work had just begun. As the crowd shrieked and parted for our landing, I slammed my pelvis forward and felt the cock within me one last time.